December 2010
90 posts
paint rain…becoming a pocket person… becoming a pocket person and dancing in the paint rain…maybe the world is all really upside down but we think it’s right side up because of our perception of everything…and when the ceiling swirls its the most amazing thing ever. now if only that ceiling was painted the rainbow….and the hair on my scalp has left and all i...
…the winters so cold and lonely with no one to share it with
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without feeling the insanity that’s grasping each and everyone of my bones, i am nothing.
keleighelizabeth asked: Have a Happy Holiday- Thank you for following =]
….where the fuck am i? ….how did i get here…? mind trap.
myinvasionofthoughts asked: HEY <3
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i wish this mind wasn’t scattered—undefined. it needs to find it’s place sort through the mess—the build up. focus… what does it want? I’m going insane… as my mind looks fine from outside, inside it’s a scattered mess, the walls and interior starting to fray at the edges. the deep core—melting…melting away…away… I’ll let it...